Trees
The Platters Lyrics


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I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.




Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

Overall Meaning

In The Platters’ song Trees, the lyrics draw a metaphorical comparison between nature and poetry. The opening line, “I think that I shall never see, a poem lovely as a tree,” reflects the beauty and wonder that a tree holds. The subsequent lines describe a tree that is deeply rooted within the earth and how it interacts with the elements around it. It feeds off the earth’s nutrients and can weather the storm of the rain and the snow. Additionally, the tree stands tall, reaching towards the heavens, seemingly as if it is praying to God.


Within this metaphor, the trees are something that only God can create fully, as the closing line reads, “But only God can make a tree.” This lyric attempts to provide an analogy that nature’s simplistic beauty is enough to bring joy and inspiration to people, often more so than even the best poetry or literature.


Overall, The Platters’ Trees is a song that highlights the mystical beauty of nature through the lens of a tree, pointing towards the idea that it is much more than physical creation. It is a divine blessing that is a source of inspiration and hope.


Line by Line Meaning

I think that I shall never see
I doubt that I will ever come across


A poem lovely as a tree.
A poetic piece that's more beautiful than a tree.


A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
A tree that holds its mouth wide open


Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
Planted on the ground and drinking up the earth's nutrients.


A tree that looks at God all day,
A tree that faces the heavens everyday.


And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
And raises her branches towards the sky in prayer.


A tree that may in Summer wear
A tree that might have


A nest of robins in her hair;
A bird's nest in her branches.


Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Whose trunk and branches are covered in snow.


Who intimately lives with rain.
Who is nurtured by the rain.


Poems are made by fools like me,
Poems are created by naive people like myself,


But only God can make a tree.
But it is only God who can create a tree of such beauty and magnificence.




Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JOYCE KILMER, OSCAR RASBACH

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